Tom Dickins & the Punintentionals without exit strategy

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Ive learned to cook for one and drink for three
Of how to wear a mask and make it look like its still me
Of how to run so fast that I cant feel
And to distinguigh all the differences between
whats fiction and whats real
All the time, you were never mine
I've learned to grit my teeth and take it on the chin
Ive learned to bear a grudge and bear the weight and the waiting
Ive learned the stunning truth that you,
you're really not so bad
and if you cant see the good in me
then you really must be mad
all the time, oh you were never mine
This house is mine
these things are mine
this body's mine
I like it fine
You left behind
a love of wine, a lack of time
these things are mine
these things are mine
the herd is mine
the stakes were mine
the floors were mine
the house is mine
the things are mine oh mine oh mine
This house is mine
These things are mine
this body's mine
i like it it fine
You left behind
a love of wine, a lack of time
these things are mine
these things are mine
They're all mine
oh this time
You, you were never
Im not responsible for your inability
to fall for someone fully without
exit strategy
To falter and contront with something more than
skin deep
It's not mine
It's not mine
It's not mine
It was never
It was never mine
It was never mine
It was never mine
All this time
You, you were never mine

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